He unexpectedly transmigrated to the Qin Dynasty, becoming the Eighth Prince Ying Ziye, and awakened a god-level reading system. He becomes stronger simply by reading! He gains unlimited rewards by reading, and can even attain sainthood by reading!
Therefore, Ying Ziye secluded himself to study diligently, avoiding trouble and disaster.
One day!
The First Emperor was in grave danger and intended to make an eastern tour in search of immortality.
The Mohists were getting restless.
The remnants of the six kingdoms are preparing to rebel.
Zhao Gao intended to alter the imperial edict.
...
Ying Ziye knew that he could no longer hide! If he continued to hide, the Qin Dynasty would be destroyed, and he himself would be killed by Huhai!
"Having pretended to be weak for over ten years, today this young master will no longer hide!"
"Today, I, this young master, will attain sainthood through reading! With a single sword, I will cleave the heavens!"
"Order the three thousand Great Snow Dragon Cavalry to move out!"
"Send the order: the Ironclad Cavalry is to be deployed!"
"..."
Ye Chen has ten female disciples.
They are of inferior talent, possess demonic nature, and have a bleak future.
Ye Chen took pity on them and took them in as his disciples, using rare and precious materials to cleanse their marrow and bones, and improve their aptitude.
Train them to become renowned empresses throughout the land!
To Ye Chen's surprise, at the crucial moment of his secluded cultivation, he was betrayed by his female disciple.
On his deathbed, Ye Chen personally killed these ten ungrateful disciples!
When Ye Chen woke up again, he found that he and his ten female disciples had all been reborn!
He is still an elder of the sect, and his ten female disciples have not yet begun their cultivation.
It's not that I hate him for meddling, or that I don't want to have anything to do with him.
Even if you kneel and die before me in this life, I will not accept a traitor as my disciple!
With your worthless talents, you still want to attain the Emperor Realm? Dream on!
Without Ye Chen's help, the ten female disciples realized how difficult cultivation was, that they themselves were useless, and were completely overwhelmed.
(Everything is normal at first, but everyone goes crazy starting from chapter 88!)
"I, Qian Daoliu, a level 99 peerless Douluo, am willing to guard your door, only asking to have one more meal a day!"
The Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall was willing to become a restaurant security guard for a mere bowl of fried rice.
Pope Bibi Dong emptied the Spirit Hall's treasury in order to obtain the right to have three meals a day for a month!
It all started with that mysterious restaurant called "Maple Dye Pavilion" in Wuhun City.
The protagonist, Lin Feng, transmigrates to the Douluo Continent and opens a restaurant right under the nose of the Spirit Hall.
The rules here are strange:
Only Soul Masters are qualified to come in for a meal, and they can only eat here once a day.
A bowl of clear soup noodles costs one hundred gold soul coins. Ordinary soul masters will see their soul power increase on the spot after eating it!
Only a Soul King is qualified to order a plate of Mapo Tofu, and after eating it, one can actually draw a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring!
Ju Douluo Yueguan discovered the perfect match for the immortal herb "Qirong Tongtian Ju" during a meal!
Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue became loyal fans of the restaurant, queuing up to eat there every day.
Here, skill determines your menu, and luck determines your future.
Soul rings, soul bones, martial soul evolution, immortal herbs... anything is possible.
When all the powerful figures in the Douluo Continent become regular customers of the restaurant, where will the continent's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or structure) go?
Tang San: "My hidden weapons and martial arts techniques... how did they all become prizes in the restaurant's raffle?!"
Lu Chen transmigrated to the Douluo Continent and just broke through to become a million-year-old divine beast: Kunpeng!
Unexpectedly, the list of successful candidates arrived!
boom!
[Douluo Continent, the Ranking of Human Soul Masters is now open!]
This ranking is based on a comprehensive assessment of factors such as Martial Soul level, Soul Power, Combat Strength, Potential, and Talent, and includes the top twenty strongest individuals.
Those who make the list will receive a fixed reward bestowed by the rules of heaven and earth.
The list aims to highlight the strongest in this world and inspire all beings to strive for excellence!
Lu Chen looked up at the sky and sighed.
Shrek Academy: "Elder Mu is a Limit Douluo, he must be ranked number one on the list!"
Holy Spirit Cult: "With two Limit Douluos, our cult is destined to be the number one power on the entire continent!"
Huo Yuhao: "I possess three martial souls, I am certain to have a place on the rankings!"
[Farming and Cultivation] + [Peaceful Path] + [Genius Flow] + [No Female Lead]
Lin Yan transmigrated to the Canglan Realm, and every spiritual plant he cultivated had a stat-boosting system:
[Name of the spiritual plant: Spirit Rice]
Growth progress: 69/100
[Growth Status: Watering with Spirit Spring, Experience +1]
[Continued catalysis, experience +1]
From then on, Lin Yan added a lot of points to his spirit plants every day, and the spirit plants continued to evolve.
Spirit Rice → Crescent Rice → Crescent Jade Crystal Rice…
Sword Grass → Sword Heart Grass → Sword Soul Grass…
...
The ginseng he planted grew into an elixir of immortality, the willow tree he propagated evolved into the World Tree, and the dragon blood grass he planted grew into a real dragon!
Gu Fan travels through a fantasy world and starts out as a God-Eating Body. He can become stronger as long as he devours resources.
but.
The family was too useless to detect him, so they sent him to an auction house to be a small owner.
"bite!"
At the critical moment, the system awakens!
Bind to the auction ten thousand times return system, as long as the items are auctioned, the return can be stacked with multiples!
"Ding! The host is auctioning off the first-level Soul Gathering Pill, and a tenfold critical hit will return the Nine Heavens Soul Gathering Pill!"
"Ding! The host is auctioning off the first-level cold iron sword, and a hundred times the critical hit will return the sword of the heart-wrenching world-destroying sword!"
"Ding! The host is auctioning off a first-level technique, and a thousand-fold critical hit will return the original secret book of time and space!"
"Ding! Host auction..."
"No way, Salino, you're saying this little guy who took down a 300 million bounty pirate in one hit, and who's only eight years old, is your biological brother?!" In Fleet Admiral Sengoku's office, Akainu, Aokiji, Garp, Sengoku, and Tsuru were all completely dumbfounded. "It really is him!" Kizaru was also shocked and bewildered. His brother was only eight years old, how could he be so powerful?! At this moment, Summer arrived. Sengoku invited him to join the Marines. "Joining the Marines is no problem, I want to be an Admiral!" Akainu frowned: "Admiral? You?" Summer decisively attacked, sending Akainu flying with a single punch, shocking everyone present! "Yes, it's me."
(Entire-character story/Civilization Conquest/Original Creation/Mythology) Shen Fanyu becomes the Creator God and arrives on an ancient star where Gaia's consciousness has been suppressed by extraterrestrial visitors. He discovers that as an apprentice Creator God, it would be better to first create life on this ancient star, which is about to be wiped out by extraterrestrial visitors, to increase his creation experience.
Fortunately, I had watched a lot of anime, TV shows, games, and movies in my previous life, which I could use as a reference. So, in order to fight against the extraterrestrial race...
The first race is the High Elves—a brilliant magical/druidic civilization, with the World Tree serving as the caretaker of the High Elf family.
Subsidiary races: Treant, Wall-nut, Mushroom, Sunflower Sprite...
Political system: Parliamentary system
The second race is the orcs—the shaman civilization.
Political system: Tribal alliance
Subsidiary races: Trolls, Tauren, Horsemen...
The third race is the Pan Yang clan...
Even the Olympian gods, the Norse gods, ancient myths, the Star Spirits, the Fire Race, the Cthulhu gods... all found new life in this alien world.
(Breaks up couple pairings, no system, not an overpowered protagonist) "Spirit particle manipulation combined with blood armor can create skeletons and human-shaped arms? Isn't that Susanoo?" "The ability to jump to distant spaces in an instant, isn't that Amenotejikara?" "The flames of the spirit particles, once touched, will endlessly burn everything, I know! This is Amaterasu!" "But I'm Ishida Uryu!" Ishida Uryu originally thought he could just be an observer watching a deaf boy save the world, but he changed his mind. "Now that I'm here, and have mastered this power, then there are some things I must change!"... Aizen
As soon as Jiang Rou opened her eyes, she found herself transformed into a fake rich daughter in a period novel.
Not only was she a pitiful cannon fodder supporting character, but she had also been knocked out by the real rich daughter and forced to marry an old man in her place.
Legend had it that the old man was disfigured, crippled, and burdened with two dependents—one big and one small.
She was supposed to struggle desperately to return to the city, but instead, she took the initiative to walk toward the man in military uniform.
“Comrade, I’m looking for Zhou Chongshan. I’m his fiancée, and I’ve come to marry him.”
“The marriage report has already been submitted. From now on, I am your husband.”
“Husband~ Kiss me~”
Jiang Rou knew that in this era, the safest place was on the island!
And this so-called old man—he wasn’t disfigured or disabled at all. Instead, he was tall, strong, had eight-pack abs, and was the Chief of the Legion!
Jiang Rou’s legs went weak just looking at him. It seemed her married life was going to be quite exciting!
Three months later…
The blushing Jiang Rou: “There won’t be a next time!”
The gentle yet coaxing old man: “Wife, I was wrong. But next time, I’ll still dare.”